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The sky has been a fickle creature
Yesterday, the snow floated endlessly in the winter air resting its soft white haze on all that is silent and waiting.
But as the city slept, and day gave way to an early darkness, it was rain that drizzled from the night-sky baring a brown and lifeless world.
This morning, the sun brilliantly shines on a land sheathed in ice--beautiful, sparkling and full of danger.
Yesterday, the snow floated endlessly in the winter air resting its soft white haze on all that is silent and waiting.
But as the city slept, and day gave way to an early darkness, it was rain that drizzled from the night-sky baring a brown and lifeless world.
This morning, the sun brilliantly shines on a land sheathed in ice--beautiful, sparkling and full of danger.